This Month The Almonds Bloom At Kandahar Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GBHB IJIJ KLKL LCLC MNMO PPPP QRQR STST PPPP UVUV EBEB| I hate this City seated on the Plain | A |
| The clang and clamour of the hot Bazar | B |
| Knowing amid the pauses of my pain | A |
| This month the Almonds bloom in Kandahar | B |
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| The Almond trees that sheltered my Delight | C |
| Screening my happiness as evening fell | D |
| It was well worth that most Enchanted Night | C |
| This life in torment and the next in Hell | D |
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| People are kind to me one More than Kind | E |
| Her lashes lie like fans upon her cheek | F |
| But kindness is a burden on my mind | E |
| And it is weariness to hear her speak | F |
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| For though that Kaffir's bullet holds me here | G |
| My thoughts are ever free and wander far | B |
| To where the Lilac Hills rise soft and clear | H |
| Beyond the Almond Groves of Kandahar | B |
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| He followed me to Sibi to the Fair | I |
| The Horse fair where he shot me weeks ago | J |
| But since they fettered him I have no care | I |
| That my returning steps to health are slow | J |
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| They will not loose him till they know my fate | K |
| And I rest here till I am strong to slay | L |
| Meantime my Heart's Delight may safely wait | K |
| Among the Almond blossoms sweet as they | L |
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| That cursed Kaffir Well he won by day | L |
| But I won what I so desired by night | C |
| My arms held what his lack till Judgment Day | L |
| Also the game is not yet over quite | C |
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| Wait Amir Ali wait till I come forth | M |
| To kill before the Almond trees are green | N |
| To raze thy very Memory from the North | M |
| So that thou art not and thou hast not been | O |
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| Aha Friend Amir Ali it is Duty | P |
| To rid the World from Shiah dogs like thee | P |
| They are but ill placed moles on Islam's beauty | P |
| Such as the Faithful cannot calmly see | P |
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| Also thy bullet hurts me not a little | Q |
| Thy Shiah blood might serve to salve the ill | R |
| Maybe some Afghan Promises are brittle | Q |
| Never a Promise to oneself to kill | R |
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| Now I grow stronger I have days of leisure | S |
| To shape my coming Vengeance as I lie | T |
| And undisturbed by call of War or Pleasure | S |
| Can dream of many ways a man may die | T |
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| I shall not torture thee thy friends might rally | P |
| Some Fate assist thee and prove false to me | P |
| Oh shouldst thou now escape me Amir Ali | P |
| This would torment me through Eternity | P |
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| Aye Shuffa Jan I will be quiet indeed | U |
| Give here the Hakim's powder if thou wilt | V |
| And thou mayst sit for I perceive thy need | U |
| And rest thy soft haired head upon my quilt | V |
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| Thy gentle love will not disturb a mind | E |
| That loves and hates beneath a fiercer Star | B |
| Also thou know'st my Heart is left behind | E |
| Among the Almond trees of Kandahar | B |
Laurence Hope (adela Florence Cory Nicolson)
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